Reflections on Life through poetry, essays and photos

Banded

From string to string and fret to fret, they draw us into music’s net. They strum and pick and blithely finger notes that make us want to linger, tap the table, move our feet to their infectious strumming beat.

They are my favorite sort of band–– unique and playing their own brand of acoustic, bluesy notes–– a kind of music that denotes connection to a world of hearts. Their music woos and cuts and smarts.

Opening sensibilities. Music that unites and frees our spirits to commune and soar. Notes that journey to our core. Which is what music’s meant to do in dancehall, city street or pew.

Good music sets our hats askew, chases us down and counts a coup. Stirs our hearts and brings a change. Astounds us with its depth and range. Draws us with it, layer on layer, unites us in communal prayer.

Denominationless, it draws us in and gives a place to pause together to survey that place devoid of sex or age or race. That place where we unite in song. Give up ourselves, and sing along.

About lifelessons

My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.